Chapter 10: Actually, it doesn’t cost money
Tailing City is a city with clear hierarchy.

Across the Chijiang River, on the left bank is the new urban area, where high-ranking officials, wealthy businessmen and urban elites live. There are police patrols day and night, and the public security is good.

The right bank is the old town, where gangs are rampant. The residents are good at greeting others warmly with pistols, and the customs are very simple.

On the outskirts of the old city, a car repair shop sits next to the highway.

This is the headquarters of the Blackwater Society.

The auto repair shop is just the appearance. In fact, there are other projects here, including but not limited to drug and gun trafficking, black car trading, and human trafficking, etc.

The members of the Black Water Club serve every guest passing by with enthusiasm and sincerity, and have received unanimous praise from the Tailing City Black and Red List, as well as being singled out for praise by the police chief at the annual security conference.

The director actually said that the Blackwater Gang is the cancer of Tailing City. Such gentle and civilized words, if this isn't praise, what is it?
As night falls, the auto repair shop is brightly lit and bustling with people.

Tonight is the Blackwater Club's monthly dividend distribution meeting, and every senior cadre who is eligible for a share of the pie will come to get a piece.

About one kilometer away from the auto repair shop, Shen Cheng, who was riding a small electric scooter, was stopped by gunmen who were stationed nearby by the Blackwater Gang.

The black muzzle of the gun was pressed against Shen Cheng's temple, and the gunman asked sternly, "Who are you?"

The area nearby is all Blackwater Gang's territory. A stranger broke in in the middle of the night. He could be an undercover agent of the police or a dedicated assassin from the same group.

Shen Cheng turned his head, stared at him with scarlet eyes, and used his hypnotic ability: "Son, I am your father."

The gunman was in a trance: "Dad, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to take a look at your work environment and talk to your boss about salary."

"Then please come in quickly. You are already twenty years old, why are you still running around?"

Shen Cheng used his hypnotic ability to overcome all obstacles and soon passed through the layers of blockades and arrived at the auto repair shop.

He parked his electric scooter in the bushes on the side of the road and went in through the side door instead of the main entrance of the auto repair shop.

A gunman was guarding the side door. When he saw Shen Cheng, he looked puzzled: "Who are you?"

"I'm your cousin, don't you remember me?"

Shen Cheng came over enthusiastically and put his arm around the gunman's shoulders: "Is the president in there?"

The gunman was in a trance, and felt as if he did have an old cousin, and they were in the underworld together: "The president is in there to share the profits, and the kitchen is short of people, you should go in and help."

"Thanks, cousin. I'll treat you to dinner later."

Shen Cheng entered the auto repair shop and found that the space was open and had been converted into a gathering place. Nearly a hundred Black Water Society cadres were scattered around, some were playing billiards, some were playing cards, and others were gathered at the bar drinking.

The soothing music made these gang leaders relax their vigilance. They gathered together to let loose and talked loudly about their own great achievements.

In the eyes of this group of people, murder and arson are just commonplace occurrences that are not worth mentioning. One must be more extreme and inhumane in order to stand out in the gang.

Only in the central area was there a bit of seriousness, because Peng Heng, the chairman of the Blackwater Society, was holding a meeting with a group of senior officials.

Shen Cheng just took a glance and didn't rush over because his hypnosis ability was not enough to hypnotize a large area.

When I arrived at the kitchen, it was already in full swing, with all kinds of delicacies from land and sea piled on the table.

It has become a routine for the top executives of the Blackwater Club to have dinner together after each dividend distribution meeting.

The kitchen was so busy that no one even noticed Shen Cheng's unfamiliar face. He was pulled to work as soon as he came in.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to work, Shen Cheng quietly came to the half-man-high beer barrel. When no one was paying attention, he poked a hole in the beer barrel with his sharp nails and poured all the medicine powder he carried with him into it.

……

Peng Heng was wearing a long mink coat, had a greasy slicked-back hair, and had a dignified square face.

I am 45 years old this year, which is the prime of my life.

He leaned on the sofa, smoking a cigar, and enjoying the respectful or awe-inspiring looks from the cadres.

The long table in front of him was piled with banknotes. This was only Blackwater's profit for the past month, but it was already catching up with some large companies' income from a year's hard work.

Therefore, the most profitable industries are often written in the criminal law. A beautiful young woman was standing behind Peng Heng, gently massaging his shoulders.

The young woman had a smile on her face, but there was no light in her eyes, like a puppet without a soul.

Last month, she was still a university teacher with a loving husband and a daughter who had just entered junior high school.

Just because of an accidental encounter with Peng Heng, her husband has now turned into ashes.

She also became Peng Heng's 59th mistress, and his daughter also had a godfather who would get into her bed.

After the dividends were distributed, all the money on the table was collected, and the kitchen served steaming delicacies from land and sea, as well as beer.

"Everyone."

Peng Heng picked up his beer glass and said, "I heard that the police chief recently called me, Peng Heng, a greedy vampire and a pest to the citizens at an internal meeting."

The lively and harmonious atmosphere changed. Some people were filled with indignation, while others frowned and thought deeply.

Peng Heng observed everyone's expressions and said with a smile, "If you ask me, the chief of police scolded me well. If he didn't scold me, wouldn't it prove that our Blackwater Society is in cahoots with the government?"

"Hahaha!"

There was an immediate burst of laughter at the table.

One cadre said loudly: "But even though he cursed, his hand speed of collecting money was not slow at all."

Another cadre sneered, “This director knows best how the previous director was kicked out of office, so he can do both cursing and collecting money.”

"Well, he is the director after all, so give him some face."

Peng Heng raised his glass and said, "Heishui is what it is today thanks to all of your hard work. I'm here to toast you."

The cadres kept saying that they were not worthy of the honor and that it was not hard work, and all raised their glasses. This included the middle-level cadres who were not qualified to sit at the table on the periphery, who also raised their beer and drank it down.

Shen Cheng acted as a waiter and brought a plate of lobster to the table.

As he was about to leave, a senior cadre suddenly grabbed his hand.

This senior cadre was a beautiful woman. She stared at Shen Cheng's face and smiled, "New here?"

Shen Cheng's appearance was not bad to begin with, and after becoming a vampire, his looks even better. He is already the most handsome guy in the hospital except for Zhang Zhiwen.

Facing the aggressive gaze of the female cadre, Shen Cheng nodded shyly: "Yes, I'm new here."

"No wonder I haven't seen you."

The female cadre took out a stack of banknotes, untied Shen Cheng's belt with her hands, and stuffed the banknotes into his crotch: "After dinner, wait for me in my room."

Shen Cheng was stunned. Sister, do I look like someone who would sell her body for money?

In fact, it doesn't require any money.

A senior cadre couldn't help laughing and said, "Li Hong, didn't you say that you don't eat grass near your nest?"

Li Hong glared at him charmingly: "That's because there isn't a single good grass in this rabbit's nest. Now that we finally found one, we have to eat it right away, right?"

Everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere was filled with joy.

Suddenly, a senior cadre realized something was wrong and looked up at Shen Cheng: "Why is there a newcomer? Where did you come from?"

The dividend distribution meeting is the most important meeting of the Blackwater Society. The lowest level of participants is middle-level cadres. The people on guard outside and in the kitchen are all old members who have been members for at least ten years and are trustworthy.

How could a newcomer appear in such an important occasion?

The others also reacted and their eyes all fell on Shen Cheng.

Shen Cheng suddenly felt his temple tighten. Li Hong, who just wanted to sleep with him, had taken out a gun and pointed it at his head, with coldness in her charming eyes.

(End of this chapter)